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Getting a Sugar Mommy in Cultivation World!!

[WPC DEC & JAN 2023 [Fantasy] WINNER!] -------------------- Discord link--https://discord.gg/9gxbPb6Gqb ------------------ In the middle of nowhere, where there was no beginning nor the end, a voice echoed, shaking the space a little. “NO!!! This was not why I died, I have to go back. Fu—.” Noah who was the god in a magical world dies at the hand of a weak mage, it seemed everything was under his control but he panicked when his plans seemed to have fallen apart because of the interference of an unknown entity. Reborn in the body of a 14 year old boy, Noah cursed his fate, he was in a completely different world where Qi is used instead of magical power. Noah did not lose hope and Used his trump card and something weird happened with it too. He looked at the fairy in front of him looking back without any emotions on her face. She gave him a mountain of gold while claiming. “Here take it all, because from now on, ‘I am your Sugar Mommy~’!” … Noah was speechless at her exclamation, his eyes resembled that of a dead person. ‘I The Mage god feared by all got a sugar mommy….’ ---------------------- Additional tags: Character Building, Smart mc, does not care about the beauty of a woman. Killing, new type of Face slapping(only used on special people), fast paced. ---------------------- Show your lovely Support if you like the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! Golden Ticket! Gift is the best way to boost my motivation

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Chapter 264: Going To a Brothel!

"I have to go to the Brothel-"

*Boom!*

*Woosh!*

As soon as those words left Noah's mouth, two sets of killing intents locked onto him so precisely that even the air did not seem to be moving in the room.

The clouds in the sky started to turn darker, laced with dark and malicious intent. They gathered on top of their house.

But before they became more conspicuous and gathered attention from people, Noah immediately cast a seal to stop their intentions from flowing through.

"Hehe… Xin Yan, I think… I am having trouble hearing things… hehe.." Elysia turned to look at the woman standing beside her while pointing at Noah.

Her voice was strained unlike the emotion on her face, which was stagnant and chilling. Her eyes, as vacant as the abyss, one might feel despair just by looking inside of them.